“What do you mean?”
He looked at his wife with a smile, “Although Luo Hua is interested, flowing water is heartless. This Helian Manli looks gentle and generous, but in reality, she has some small ideas.”
Madam Huo glanced at him, half understanding and half not. However, she could tell that Luo Hua was talking about that Helian Manli, and flowing water was that Xiang, right?
(hint: president Huo and his wife are the male and female protagonists in Mi'er’s last book. Honey babies can go and take a look if they have nothing to do!)
As they walked out of Seat A, the night was as dark as ink.
Helian Manli didn’t drive over. At the door, she turned to look at the man next to her. “Do you really want to keep a distance from me that much?”
He looked at her calmly and didn’t say anything.
Indeed, he wanted to keep a distance from her.
